Such A Good Girl

You aren't really sure what happened or how you ended up in this precarious position, but you certainly were not going to complain. You knew that Yuuji was strong, inhumanly so. When you teased him about not being able to hold you still, he definitely took it as a challenge. You were sure that was honestly the moment that led up to this.

"And you didn't think I could do it." He teased, a triumphant smile on his face that you couldn't see. He sat at his desk chair, legs spread as far as they could go with your own draped over each of his. One of his large hands cupped your breast, gently rolling your nipple between his thumb and index finger, while the other was slowly pumping in and out of your dripping cunt. "I haven't done much and you're already so wet." He pressed the palm of his hand closer, grazing your clit ever slightly.

A jolt of pleasure rushed through your lower body, making your head fall back against his shoulder with a whine. You wanted to grab hold of him, but the way Yuuji had his arms placed around you prevented that. You did say he couldn't hold you still, boy were you wrong.

"Still think I can't hold you still?" He teased, turning his head to leave a loving kiss on your cheek. His pace started to speed up, thrusting his finger faster. You squirmed, mouth gasping open as his palm was now pressed fully against your sensitive bud which only contributed to the pleasure his fingers were giving you.

"Yu, Yuuji please," you gasped as his other fingers gently pulled at your nipple, "more, more please." You whined. Yuuji hummed, glancing at you.

"Please what? You have to use your words, beautiful. How am I supposed to know what you want if you don't speak up?" His response made you groan in aggravation, cheeks turning red. If you weren't being held down by his arms you would have smacked him for being a teasing little shit. You caved though.

"Your fingers," you moaned as he curled his fingers, "I want more of them." He continued his movements for a minute, thinking over what you had said to him. He already had his middle and ring finger in you and they were both pretty good size, they fit snugly inside you that he was almost afraid a third would hurt you. However, if you were sure you could take it.

"You've been such a good girl for me, I don't see why not. Just tell me if you get uncomfortable or anything hurts." He informed you, to which he received a nod from you. "You're good for me, baby, so let me make you feel good." He carefully added a third finger like you had requested of him. You gripped the edge of the chair, the only thing you could actually grab with the restraints and moaned as all three of his fingers were buried knuckle deep inside of you. You attempted to wiggle your hips but it only caused him to pull you closer to his chest. "Don't start acting up now," he stilled his fingers, making you whimper in need, "I know you can behave, so don't act up now, not when you're so close." He felt your insides throb as he spoke. Yuuji gently wiggled his fingers, moaning as he felt your insides clench at his appendages. "You're so warm and wet," he commented, bucking his clothed hips against your bare back, "if I didn't want to spoil you so badly I would be balls deep in you right now, filling you so full until you couldn't walk the next day." His voice low and deep as he littered your shoulder with loving kisses and nips. The hand that had been cupping your breast and nipple was now across your torso and occupying itself with your other one. As his hand sped up again thrusting faster and curling inside, his other hand gave your breast the same treatment as the other one.

With his hand moving faster now then moans from your mouth came out with every thrust of his fingers. The sounds coming from your mouth and the clenching of your insides around his fingers made him throb against your back. He let out a strangled groan and bit into your shoulder, rutting against your back as your moans became more frequent and higher.

"Yuuji, I, aah, I'm so close," you whined, nails digging into the wooden chair, "I, ah, Yuuji, I'm gonna cum!" His teeth sunk in deeper for a moment, releasing a groan as he released your shoulder from his mouth.

"Then cum for me, beautiful," he encouraged, "cum on my fingers." His whispered words drove you over the edge as he held you tight against him. You cried out, orgasm washing over you as he curled his fingers once more. His voice mixed with yours when he felt you gush and clench around his fingers. "Good girl, that's it," he cooed, "I've got you." Your body leaned against his, limp and chest huffing. His grip loosened a bit, but he still held you close to his chest. "You were so good for me," he nuzzled the side of your face affectionately, "my good girl."

The only sound in his room was your ragged breaths. Yuuji had become silent after that. You caught your breath, hands loosened their vice grip from the poor chair.

"That was really good, Yuuji, do you need me to take care of you now?" You asked, eyes glancing over at your pink haired friend. A deep chuckle came from him, reverberating through your chest.

"Oh, there certainly is something you can do for me." Your eyes widened. That was not Yuuji's voice, that was-

"So, why don't we get started?" He taunted. "You're cunt swallowed his fingers so nicely," he paused, a more forceful grip holding your body, "let's see if it does the same with my cock." A grin stretched across his face, screaming danger.

"Are you ready, slut?"